Thursday, September 9
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When it pours, I cry
[journal]The honeymoon is over. I had my first crappy day. I slept through my alarm; it rained; the kids were cooped up inside all day; I broke a pair of 200 dollars sunglasses; I missed a package delivery to the house.
Since the kids couldn't go outside they were so restless today and pretty much didn't want to do anything we told them. It was as if we injected them with sugar. Needless to say I quickly developed a headache and it just happened to be the first day I tried going without coffee (because I slept through my alarm). Compound that fact with the fact that the kids are getting used to us, the teachers now, so they are trying to see how much they are allowed to get away with.
With all the chaos I had trouble remembering everyone's names so all the boys became buddies and the girls became dears. Put that down buddy. Follow me dear. Flush the toilet buddy. You shouldn't sit like that dear. And I became Mr. Boo. That of course will only be funny to those who actually know my last name. I think they have trouble pronouncing my name. So to them, I'm their boo! It's a lot better than the teacher aid whose name is Ms. Gallegher, but they called her Ms. Gag-er.
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